Chapter 2842: The Great Battle of the Lego Minifigures! (Part 7)

If one said that the main universe Batman and his Robins never had a moment of warmth, that would be the greatest misunderstanding of them.

In fact, the main universe Bat-family had had many good times, and each of them had had moments of warmth with Batman.

Batman once carried an injured Dick back to the Batmobile, kept watch by his bedside when moonlight spilled across the room, and once, when Jason returned home late, sat on the sofa waiting for that tall figure to walk in, the two of them quietly going about their own business in the darkness; he once discussed a report with Tim in the Wei En Enterprises office until he fell into a deep sleep, slumped over the desk in exhaustion, and sat to the side watching quietly while Damian organized his own gear.

Of course, there were also Barbara, Duke, and Cassandra. Although the main universe Batman didn't have much interaction with them at this time, they were definitely not at daggers drawn when they were alone.

No one can be full of aggression at every moment in life. As long as they are human, they will always be tired and need quiet relief.

Batman always seemed particularly silent at such moments, but that was neither fierce nor cold. He accepted that the world around him was lively, and this world also accepted his silence.

If Batman is compared to a long winter, then when he crashes into the warmth of spring, although there are words like 'spring chill' to remind travelers that these days are not easy, spring always brings hope to people.

But the only thing, or rather, the thing that could never be accepted, was overly intimate physical contact and some less mature ways of expressing emotions.

The way he and the children expressed emotions to each other was always very mature and restrained. Batman felt that in the final analysis, it was because these children were too precocious. Since they were not flowers carefully grown under the care of their parents, and he was not some brilliant sun, there was no need to demand them to bloom towards a high wall.

But sometimes, seeing Superman and Diana being able to crack a few enthusiastic jokes with them, or even put their arms around their shoulders and pat their backs, Batman also found it hard to explain what he was thinking at that time.

Batman was the only one who didn't envy Bruce about this, because he could see that the children's feelings for this bastard teenager were not feelings of admiration, but more like suddenly finding a playmate with similar interests. The children never treated Bruce as their elder.

Batman still always felt that he was the elder of the Robins. He felt that he needed some elder's dignity, but he also occasionally thought about how to express an elder's closeness.

He had very seriously imagined how each of them would be shocked when he took the initiative to get close to the Robins. That kind of picture was too real and had almost appeared before Batman's eyes, so there was no need to try it in reality.

But he had never imagined how he should react if the Robins took the initiative to get close to him.

This is the disadvantage of not thinking too much. Batman felt regret before he had even moved a meter, but unfortunately, inertia is the greatest force in the world, whether physically or emotionally.

Standing still and pulling his cape, Batman really didn't want to show such an obvious self-protective posture in front of a psychologist, but all of this was his instinctive reaction.

He stood there, first shocked, because Robin's behavior exceeded his previous understanding, but the shock process didn't last 0.1 seconds before it dissipated, because this was not his Robin, so anything he did was possible.

Batman realized that he was now facing a terrible situation—a child hugged him, said he loved him the most, thanked him, and then he fled in a panic.

Please, Batman's hands inside his cape were almost pressed together, wishing to pray to God, please, please, please don't cry.

The moment Batman dodged, the expression on Robin's face was also shocked, because he really didn't expect Batman to dodge. This was just a hug of gratitude.

He and Bruce often did this, even when parting at the company entrance. It was often that Bruce drove him to a certain place, and when he got out of the car, he would give Bruce a big hug and say that he would always be his favorite dad.

This is very important, because he is almost the only person in the Bat-family who has two dads. Bruce occasionally gets jealous because of this, and Tim has to always emphasize to him that he is his favorite one, which has almost become his catchphrase.

And Bruce would show a happy expression, hug him tightly, touch his head, pat his back, and then stand by the car door, watching his back until it completely disappeared.

So when he threw himself onto the chair and realized he had thrown himself into thin air, embarrassment and grievance made him almost shed tears.

Yes, this is not the Batman of his universe, but couldn't he be a little more polite? Even calmly cracking a joke to emphasize this point would be fine. How could he just dodge directly?

Batman, as expected, saw a tearful Robin head.

Very unfortunately, the cylindrical head of a Lego minifigure is too good at making expressions. If it were on a real person's face, it would probably just be some flickering tears, not easy to be noticed, but in a cartoon expression, it really was teary-eyed.

Batman began to frantically signal Shiler with his eyes. As a psychologist, he should speak up. He has the responsibility to speak up. For the sake of the consultation fee, he has to speak up.

Shiler was counting his Lego banknotes.

A box of money in reality takes a long time to count, but the number of small Lego blocks that a box can hold is limited. Shiler counted back and forth, feeling that if this were gold bars, it would be a bit interesting, but if it were banknotes, it would be too little, even appearing stingy as a collectible.

When he put down the money, he made an expression as if he had been through a lifetime, as if he had just discovered this unprovoked farce.

But unfortunately, he was not Dr. Shiler. He couldn't say any scene words to give both of them a way out at the same time, and the pitifully small reward he received also made him lack the subjective initiative to return the atmosphere to normal in just a few seconds.

So he supported his head with his hand, with an expression of watching a good show.

The two stood in a stalemate for about a second, and Shiler knew this round was unsolvable.

He had no choice but to point his finger at the lower part of his cylindrical head towards Batman, meaning "Fun fact, you have a mouth."

The Batman of the past basically wouldn't consider this possibility, because this is not something that can be solved by defense, and as for comfort, the words he squeezed out obviously couldn't meet the requirements of this enthusiastic child. The things he ate here were too sweet, and even drinking another cup of sugared coffee was still bitter.

But for some reason, today Batman seemed to feel that it had become much easier to open his mouth. He sighed and said, "Sorry, Tim, I'm not used to hugging."

Too pale, too weak, Batman said to himself in his heart. This couldn't even fool the Tim of his own universe, let alone this child who grew up in a honey pot.

But unexpectedly, Tim actually retracted his hand. He wiped his eyes and said, "So that's how it is. I thought you hated me. I just thought about it carefully, and it seems I didn't do anything that made you hate me, so do you rarely hug others usually?"

Batman couldn't answer this question. As a romantic wanderer, how could his life be without hugs? He could be surrounded by bees and butterflies, because he knew there was no sincerity, colder than wine glasses touching each other.

But he couldn't hug his children with the same attitude, because the person hugging him must be a furnace full of love, a hot honey soup.

"My God, it seems you really rarely hug people." Robin seemed to see what Batman was thinking. He said with great surprise, "You haven't even hugged Clark???"

"Why is it Clark?" Batman was stunned by his question.

"Because Superman is your friend, nemesis, comrade-in-arms at the same time..."

"Stop." Batman interrupted him, "That doesn't mean I have to hug him. He is a Kryptonian, he is very dangerous."

"You don't hug him, he is also a Kryptonian, and also very dangerous."

Batman was speechless.

"But if you hug him, maybe he will forget he is a Kryptonian and won't be so dangerous?" Robin laughed again and said, "Bruce told me this. His hug can cool down the sun, so that the big guy won't be burned to death by his enthusiasm."

Batman was silent, but for some reason, he still asked as if possessed, "What else did he say?"

Robin sat down again, and Alfred replaced the coffee in front of him with milk. He held the cup and sipped it in small mouthfuls, "A long time ago, he told us that he is not a very enthusiastic person. Of course, compared to you, he is much more enthusiastic, but occasionally he is also shy and doesn't want to respond."

"But he told us that such people also have the benefits of such people. No one hopes to be held back by rain on the way home, but if there is a fire, the firefighter must be looking forward to a cold rain. Being looked forward to, naturally, is not living in vain."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Batman seemed to be moved, but the cartoon expression showed his shortcomings, which was that it was almost impossible to show any micro-expressions, and Batman's subtle expression changes were naturally ignored.

"Then you should earn more money for him." Shiler winked at Tim and said, "He has taken on the responsibility of your psychologist and is doing a good job."

"Heh, of course." Tim became proud again. He said, "Wei En Enterprises has always been managed by me. The income last year was quite good. For this reason, I became a strong competitor for the last cookie on the dinner table, and Cassandra has to wait in line."

"What about you?" Shiler looked at Deadpool who had been eating snacks silently. He said, "I thought you would fill every place with dialogue boxes and couldn't wait to insert yourself into every topic to find a sense of existence."

"Naturally like that in my own universe." Deadpool puffed out his cheeks and shrugged, saying, "But I will be very cautious in expressing my views on the Bat-family. They have too many fans, and their combat power is very strong. I don't want to cause a huge uproar in the media."

"You have quite a lot of self-knowledge." Shiler also threw a popcorn into his mouth and said.

Then, at the very end, they finally started discussing business. ===== CHAPTER 2843 =====